Treasure Island

Benjamin K Duncan

(25-03-1992 / Australia)

confined


i woke up

a hand reached down
i reached back
the hand slipped away
i slipped back

i went back to black
i see nothing
water
bread
through a slot

the hand comes back briefly
it left behind some more water

i eagerly drink
i drank too quick
now i have no more water
i sleep

Submitted: Tuesday, September 22, 2009
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